The power of Flow like Silk erupted, and vibrating true essence filaments instantly broke into the soldier’s organs. They vibrated within his body so intensely that even his leather armor began to crack!
The soldier didn’t even have time to cough. Blood exploded from all the orifices of his head and he instantly died on the spot!
“Third!! Ahhh!” The spear-wielding soldier’s eyes had turned blood red. His whole body began to emit a murderous aura that soared to the heavens. He had already gone insane! He swept out his arm, wanting Lin Ming to be cut in half by his spear. However, Lin Ming actually grabbed onto where the spear shaft and spearhead met! In that moment, the spear he was holding seemed to be an unyielding statue, and he wasn’t able to move it one bit!
“Die!”
Another sword-wielding soldier seized this opportunity to swing his sword towards Lin Ming’s neck. However, Lin Ming reacted as if he had eyes on the back of his head. He turned around and easily grabbed that sword, then pushed it downwards. Lin Ming pulled on the long spear, and that long spear thrust towards the sword-wielding man’s chest!
The spear pierced him and then pulled back out. The sword-wielding soldier began to violently tremble.
Puff!
A torrent of blood blasted out several feet, conveniently splashing onto the face of the spear-wielding soldier.
The spear-wielding soldier looked at his hands, eyes glazed over and completely lifeless. The spear that was used to pierce the heart of his brother was actually in his grasp…
He had never even dreamed that this would ever happen, where he would be completely unable to resist such an oppressive force. It had crushed his heart’s arrogance, cruelty, and the faith he had in himself.
At this moment, the final soldier rushed towards Na Yi and Na Shui, a grimly determined expression on his face. He knew that the only way he would have even a slim chance of survival was by capturing these two women!
However, just as that grim determination had appeared, it was forever frozen as it was. The world around him instantly fell away as everything became dark. All he could see was a massive black tornado in front of him. He was unable to resist the stifling power of this vortex and was gradually sucked towards it.
Then, the scenery changed again. He had inexplicably returned to when he was young. However, this experience of his youth was completely different to what he remembered. It was an absolutely bizarre feeling, as if he was seeing his own past lives.
One after another, endless scenes began to rapidly revolve through his mind, converging, dividing. He saw countless phantoms of himself. He saw himself freshly dressed and happy upon a horse. He saw himself huddled on a street corner. He saw his life as he made rapid achievements, and he also saw himself begging for mercy for his own life.
After experiencing countless Samsaras, he still hadn’t found one that was the true him. The intricate webs of confusing memories were like a profound tide that plunged into his spiritual sea; the severe pain caused him to wish for death.
“Ahh!”
The sword-wielding soldier emitted a horrifying scream, filled with despair. His spiritual sea was twisted by that swirling black vortex and completely shattered into shards, leaving only echoing fragments within the broken remnants of his spiritual sea.
‘Just who am I?
‘Who…?’